throwing down my weapons, including the shield.

There is a point when tears don’t work ( Read more... )

I should have told You
before talking in terms of Forever
that any given day wears me out and works me sour,
that there are nights when the sky is so clear
I stand obnoxious underneath it
begging for the stars to shoot at me
just so I can feel at Home.

I can guarantee a haircut will never tell you anything about someone’s gender, who they love or how they fuck

Be careful: everything fades, everything vanishes.

(Breton)

All I've got are rejection letters and a sense of impending doom.

“If you hate your parents, the man or the establishment, don’t show them up by getting wasted and wrapping your car around a tree. If you really want to rebel against your parents, out learn them, out live them, and know more than they do.”

I'm so petrified of mediocrity that I'd rather not start in the first place than try something and not be the best at it.

Then the massive hands lifted the new people up to a pair of giant indescribable lips and whispered, in a fundamentally untranslatable Creator-language, something that meant, approximately: THIS TIME, BE KIND TO ONE ANOTHER. REMEMBER: EACH OF YOU WANTS TO BE HAPPY. AND I WANT YOU TO, EACH OF YOU WANTS TO LIVE FREE FROM FEAR. AND I WANT YOU TO ( Read more... )

well. looks like I'm done with my family for a while.